tD Welcomes Our NEW WRITERS!

Julius Ferraro

Back in November thINKingDANCE brought on a new writer, Thomas Choinacky, and this month, we are bringing on another ten. We are excited to welcome this new cohort of writers with all of their diverse experiences, backgrounds, interests, and ideas to tD.

They include playwrights and activists, scenic designers and illustrators, professors and poets, and of course dancers. They have trained with SITI Company, Urban Bush Women, and Miguel Gutierrez, and performed with Headlong, Teatro Linea de Sombra, and Silvana Cardell. Look forward to reading work by this exciting group:

Mohan Bell
Thomas Choinacky
Miryam Coppersmith
Amelia Rose Estrada
Ama Ma’at Gora
Maddie Hopfield
Jenny Kessler
Zoë McNichols
Preeti Pathak
Barbora Příhodová
Mira Treatman

Welcome to the team!

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Julius Ferraro

Julius Ferraro is a journalist, performer, playwright, and project manager based in Philadelphia. His recent plays include Parrot Talk, Micromania, and The Death and Painful Dismemberment of Paul W. Auster. He is a former staff writer and Editor-in-Chief with thINKingDANCE.

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